i untangle my youth
in wild cities that make me squirm
thirstily clinging to fruit flavoured wine
and burning my tongue with round-shaped pills
i feel the party to my core
i dance violently
contorting my limbs
to trivial dance anthems
i throw myself against my friends’ bodies
hungry for empty affection
when i shut my eyes
i float,
as the bass, the drums, the music
flow through my veins
and strengthen my bones
at closing time
we leave the dance floor holding hands,
whispering untold truths
with damp cheeks
i tremble in my oversized coat
but i relish the warmth in our laced fingers
5:11 in the morning
we dance on the Westminster bridge
spiralling in sequins,
i stretch my arms and roll my head
and the stars are closer
i twirl and i wish
i could cradle them in my hand
the ferris wheel glows and my friends sparkle
and i want to glue their faces to my mind
my best friend turns to me,
sweaty,
with a glimmer in his eyes and chewing on a cigarette
“i wish my mother could be this happy”,
he says with adoration
and
i cry.
This beautiful and vivid poem is by Tea Nicolae. It’s about being young and wild, and partying, and enjoying yourself just out of being yourself, right there right now.